Sorry! Still very behind on the updates. These are the continuation of the events that happened on that fateful weekend 4 weeks ago.
This picks up from where the previous part left off. You can read Part 12 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wv00ze/32f_22m_intern_at_work_the_public_confession/)
**Part 13 is below**
I woke up groggily on Saturday morning and tried to focus my eyes on the surroundings. The things in the room came into focus and I realized I was in our bed still naked and lying face down. There was also some drool on the pillow which typically only happens when I am super exhausted. I vaguely remember reaching home and stepping out of the car unsteadily on the sidewalk in just my heels. My hubby then scooped me up and gently carried me into the home and tucked me into our bed.
I could feel something wet and spongy on my asshole. I turned back to see my hubby was awake and going to town, tonguing and licking and probing my rosebud. I suppose all the talk about anal sex must have instigated him as it was extremely rare we indulged in any kind of ass play. We have only done it a handful of times over the years and never progressed to beyond him licking my asshole. It was mostly me who had put a stop to it as I had this opinion it was dirty and unclean.
After the last two weeks, as you know I have this sexual awakening and was willing to do stuff far beyond my comfort zone. My mind went back to the conversations from yesterday, especially me telling my hubby how I wanted Eric to stretch my virgin asshole as I focused on my hubby’s tongue. It started to feel extremely pleasurable. I lifted my butt off the bed and got on my knees to give him better access to my asshole and pushed back against his probing tongue. I moaned with pleasure into the pillow as his tongue alternated between short quick flicks to slow wide licks and probing and rimming my ass. His tongue was suddenly replaced by something a little harder. I sucked in my breath as I looked back to see my hubby had his dick pressed against my asshole with a questioning look on his face almost like he was asking for my permission. I silently nodded my approval and then put his face down on the pillow and waited. When nothing happened, I turned back and noticed that he was not very hard and still quite spongy. I tried to get him harder by stroking him and sucking him, but to no avail. His guy was out and still needed time to recover from the amazing fucking he had given me just a few hours earlier. Poor guy!
*Hubby – (Disappointed tone) – “It is ok, leave it be.”*
*Me – (Trying to ease his performance anxiety) – “Oh, don’t worry, your beast is just recharging. You absolutely destroyed my pussy yesterday. God, I could feel every nerve ending down there. It was still pulsing for a long time afterwards.”*
Performance anxiety in men does not get the same coverage and is more common than you think. Ladies, make sure to reassure your husband/boyfriend often. It greatly helps with their confidence.
*Hubby – (Instantly feeling better) – “It was good, wasn’t it?”*
*Me – “Babe, it was the BEST Fuck I ever had. I loved the way you held me down on that bench and roughly dominated me. You dicked me down like your bitch. The cherry on the top was all those hard slaps on my butt which were so painful and pleasurable at the same time.”*
*Hubby – “Wow! Thanks, I did not realize it was that good. I just could not believe it when you actually walked out of the car naked and let me fuck you in public.”*
*Me – (Feeling aroused and wet) – “Yeah, the last two weeks have been a total sexual awakening for me. I am on my way to becoming a total nymphomaniac.”*
*Hubby – “You looked like a total sex goddess in those high heels when you were walking towards the bench. I wish I had remembered to take a photo.”*
*Me – (Flushing) – “Thanks! Who said I am not going to do it again, you can have that photo maybe even in some better lighting.”*
*Hubby – “I am in for a wild ride, right?”*
*Me – (Flushing) – “Yup and you better be able to keep up.”*
*Hubby – (Smiling) – “Oh I am not that worried considering I am going to be getting help. Speaking of cherries, it appears fate wants your anal cherry to be popped by Eric’s ‘****big black cock****’.”*
He emphasized the last three words, making me moan.
*Me – (Serious tone) – “I thought you should know, I am not going to be doing anything which we both are not comfortable with. No more hiding anything from you.”*
*Hubby – “Yes understood. I will not ask you to do anything that you absolutely will not do.”*
*Me – “Did you honestly mean everything you said yesterday about me fucking Eric, now that you had time to reflect and have some* [post-nut clarity](https://www.cosmopolitan.com/sex-love/a27545828/post-nut-clarity-definition/)*.”*
*Hubby – “Yes I meant every word.”*
His words made go wet as I visualized Eric pinning me down and fucking me senseless.
*Hubby – “As we are constantly pushing boundaries, maybe we should have a safe word to indicate a stop and that this is something I am not yet ready for.”*
*Me – “You are probably right. We need a word that is unique and cannot be confused with anything else in the heat of the moment.”*
We both thought for a couple of minutes, rejecting most of the common ones like pineapple, banana or colors. We did not come up with anything we both could agree upon and decided to park that topic.
*Me – “We better get up and get our Saturday going. All this talk is making me wet and horny.”*
*Hubby – (Dipping a couple of fingers into my pussy and coming back with a clear coating of my honey) – “Yup you are wet indeed. Give me a minute.”*
He quickly ran to the bathroom and I could hear him rinsing and gargling his mouth.
*Hubby (Coming back) – “Better safe than sorry.”*
*Me – (Quizzical look) – “Huh?”*
*Hubby – “You generally do not want to be licking the asshole and vagina at the same time to avoid potentially harmful bacteria which can cause Urinary infection.”*
*Me – “Oh, I did not know that. I thought you felt my asshole was so dirty that you needed to go wash your mouth.”*
*Hubby – “Not at all, babe. If you let me, I would eat your hot ass all day every day.”*
My hubby dove between my legs and started eating my pussy. The residual minty flavor of the mouthwash on his tongue was delivering some interesting new sensations. Although he was giving me a good tongue lashing, I knew that I was not going to be able to come for a pretty long time and would definitely need extra stimulation to get over the edge. To avoid leaving my hubby with a sandpaper tongue and potentially another performance anxiety crisis, I took matters into my own hands.
*Me – “Can I sit on your face and ride you like those girls in porn videos?”*
*Hubby – “Oh yes! Yes! Yes!”*
My hubby flipped over and then laid down on the pillow. I rested my caramel thighs on either side of his head and straddled him. I held on to the head board for support and looked down to see him expectantly looking up. I lowered myself slowly till my pussy lips till they made contact with his mouth. His tongue immediately darted out and started licking back and forth and lapping at my pussy with urgency. It was a really great position because the headboard was at the perfect height for supporting myself and he could reach way deeper with his tongue. Initially I was gentle and did not put a lot of my weight on his face and let his tongue do the magic. I started moaning as I could feel my orgasm building and I knew this was going to be a big one and I started riding his face harder. I dropped more of my weight on his face and was pressing and rubbing my clit and pussy harder against my hubby’s face, mouth and nose. I was panting and my body was covered in sweat by the time I got really close and was teetering on the brink. In my horny desperation to push myself over the edge, I leaned back holding onto the headboard, dropping my entire weight on his face. My hips were a blur as I grinded myself over him using my hubby’s face like a dildo. When I finally came, it felt like a dam bursting as I uncontrollably squirted all over my hubby’s face. I kept riding him through my entire orgasm crushing his head with my sweaty thighs.
I had barely come down from the high when I felt his hands trying to push me away. I quickly rolled away when I realized I was still sitting on his face. I could see him gasping and heaving and breathing deeply. My hubby’s face was completely wet like he had taken a bath, coated with my pussyjuice.
*Me (Concerned tone) – “Oh my god!! I hope I did not suffocate you.”*
*Hubby – (Between gasps) – “Wow! Wow! Wow! That was so amazing. I am fine, but I was getting a bit suffocated towards the end. Sorry for pushing you away.”*
*Me – “I am really sorry. Let us not do that again. It was super intense and I forgot where I was. “*
*Hubby – “Are you fucking kidding me. This was the best thing ever. I was first waterboarded and then nearly asphyxiated. If I could choose, this would be best way to go – crushed between your gorgeous thighs -* [Death by snu snu](https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=snu%20snu)*”*
*Me – (Giggling) – “For a hot second, I thought I peed all over your face.”*
*Hubby – (Using his fingers to scoop and lick some of my juice off his face) – “You squirted like a freaking porn star. I swallowed as much of that sweet sweet honey as I could. It was a lot and now it looks like the pillows need a wash.”*
I rolled on top of my hubby and was relaxing in the post orgasmic bliss when I remembered that we still needed to make it for the family lunch event. I groaned as I got off the bed to clean up.
To be continued….
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wxn8gr/32f_22m_intern_at_work_saturday_morning_fever